No surprise here. The amazing thing, to me, is that there are still buyers out there. My advice to sellers is, talk to them. Or hunker down for the next five years.
Daily Archives: August 24, 2011
I’d like to know who the hell has a $275,000 ring and how someone who steals it gets probation? Curious goings on here.
Steve Jobs steps down from Apple. Such a brilliant man, and such a loss. This truly sucks.
Google will pay$500 million for sponsoring ads from Canadian drug suppliers. If it’s illegal then I guess I’m just as guilty but a few years ago when I had no insurance I went onto Google looking for drugs prescribed by my doctor and found them at maybe half the price CVS demanded. Quite legitimate: I had to fax them a prescription, and no, these were not pain killers or anything of that sort, but I needed them to stay healthy and couldn’t afford them here. What’s so awful about that, why should Google pay a penalty and, for that matter, why should I be considered (an unwitting) criminal for buying them? Something is wrong here.
I’m having (WordPress is having) trouble with posting comments. Most are easily posted but some are being locked up – I’m working on them but please don’t think you’re being ignored. This is a pretty free-wheeling blog and I let comments fly as they will. So I’ll get them up. In the meantime, you may want to re-send your comments because the last ones seem to be coming in without problems.
Staten Island ice cream dealer admits to selling “oxies’ from his truck. Anyone else remember “Angelo”, our beloved Good Humor man, who was at every little league game and came down our streets, selling treats? Great guy, very gentle, very kind, and then he was busted in, maybe, 1967 or so because it turned out he’d been transporting heroin underneath those popsicles from Yonkers to New Haven. I’d already figured out the tooth fairy and Santa Clause, but losing Angelo was a blow.
I really, really don’t care what people do in their private lives – that’s why it’s called private. But here’s another anti-gay politician caught hiring a gay prostitute. You can’t have it both ways, gentlemen: either shut up and do what you want to do, or pound your chest and oppress people. Don’t do both.
A number of readers have suggested that, since Puerto Rico wants us out we should let it go, and I think they’re right. We no longer have naval bases there – they demanded we leave – and we certainly have the military power to defend our country without them, so we’re left with a useless island of ungrateful welfare recipients who, by law, pay no income tax and whine about “oppression”. When we’re cancelling the Hubbell telescope replacement while wasting billions supporting an entire island of spongers, the choice is clear: let Puerto Rico become the next Haiti and let’s move on to the next frontier.
Hurricane Irene is gathering strength (this article says it’s back to Category 2, but NPR just (8:09) reported that it’s now Cat 3) and may well be headed our way. Plenty of time for it to veer out to sea but with a wind cone of 200 miles or so, we should see some interesting weather.
Just Books is closing in Old Greenwich. I always supported the original store in Greenwich because its owner, the late Warren Casell, championed my writing. But even then, the choice was pay 25% more and wait two days for a book or order cheap from Amazon and get it in the same two days. I loved book stores, enjoyed talking about new discoveries by the staff and in general, just browsing, but I realize now that I probably haven’t entered a brick and mortar book store in years, and the Kindle just encouraged that disinclination. But I feel bad to see the end of a business model.